…flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude…-from “The Daffodils”
William Wordsworth
Two of my favorite lines of poetry.
“The bliss of solitude”.
This is what we miss in the noise, the hurley-burley, the sound and fury.
Take some time for bliss today; may your “heart with gladness fill”.
Incidentally, this is the oddest flower I’ve ever seen. I wish I could be there when it unfurls. Does anyone know what it is, or what it will become?
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